He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 685

To her absolute shock, right there on the official candidate list for the highly prestigious and fiercely competitive Bay City Real Estate Association presidency, was the name "Scarlett Langley"!

How was that even possible?

What right did Scarlett have to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the industry's top executives and be put to a vote???

Veronica rubbed her eyes, refusing to believe it.

When she confirmed that it really did say "Scarlett Langley," she whipped her head toward Scarlett's seat, her eyes wide with sheer disbelief.

She took a deep breath.

No, this was impossible!

It had to be someone else with the exact same name!

Veronica took another deep breath, forcefully shoving down her panic and confusion.

Yardley, meanwhile, was staring a hole into Scarlett.

He didn't speak for a long time.

A dark, heavy shadow fell over his eyes.

He had never, in his wildest dreams, expected to see her name on the ballot.

This completely upended everything.

The executive committee was famously rigorous about these elections.

The list of candidates was usually finalized and debated at least half a month in advance before being formally approved.

Yet, he hadn't heard a single whisper about this.

He was the previous president.

The men on that committee used to be his close business associates.

But not a single one of them had tipped him off.

"This isn't a game. If someone reports you, you'll be facing criminal charges!"

"Scarlett, I know I left you a very generous settlement when we divorced, but there is absolutely no need to throw it away on something like this."

"Do you realize that without real power or a solid corporate background, getting on that list means nothing? You're going to get voted out and humiliated anyway!"

He sighed, his tone heavy with paternalistic concern. "Why put yourself through this just for a vanity title? Didn't Julian ever teach you about protecting your reputation?"

It took Scarlett a moment to process what he was actually saying.

He was lecturing her because he genuinely believed she had bought her way onto the ballot with dirty money.

She actually wanted to laugh. Her lips curled up, her eyes dripping with sarcasm.

"Are you actually serious right now?"

"What makes you think I used dirty tricks to get on that list?"

His gaze was ice-cold. Though he wasn't visibly enraged, his lips curled into an unmistakable sneer.